Author: wildflowerfarm
New Growth
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The wind whipped the trees all day. Reminding me of the colossal power of nature. It forced the trees to bend, and bough. The wind sounded a bit like a train rumbling it was so loud outside. The wind was so enraged that it ripped the pretty decorative Christmas wreathe off the door of the…
My Little Archaic Typewriter And Other Subjects
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Last night the rain poured down angrily. The down pour left puddles all around the barnyard, the goats are hiding in their house in horror and disgust. Goats, originate in a dry arid place as a species. They are very closely related to sheep. Besides pissing off my dairy goats, the rain created a whole…
Hope And Light On A Dark Winter’s Night
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“May You Never Be Too Grown Up To Search The Skies On Christmas Eve.”-Unknown Over the Christmas holiday, Dr. Farmer Moomin, and I go driving, an exciting event for me as I rarely leave this homestead. Well… He drives since I don’t know how. I sit in the passenger seat being harsh and judgemental of…
This Year’s Gingerbread Cookies
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This seems to be my time to write. My time for me. It is becoming a standard part of my existence. Truth is, I am not a morning person. I know everyone says it is best to write in the morning… But I am dyslexic. Perhaps in relation to when is the best time to…
Wildflower Farm Is On Goodreads
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The nights are long and dark, sometimes the snow is deep. Often I find myself here with a quiet moment by the wood stove, that is when all the homestead work is done or I am just too tired to get up and do more and the fundamentals have been seen to. This is the…
How Hard Is Homesteading?
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“Just roll up your sleeves, homesteading makes everything free and takes almost nothing!” That is the message you get if you read the books on homesteading. They tell you about the beautiful moments and there are some amazing highs. But they rarely get detailed about the ugly moments. Convincing people to homestead seems to be…
The New Craft Circle
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It is probably no surprise that here at Wildflower, I am almost always making something. I could give you a long list but just assume, if I use it regularly for self care, household cleaning, at least a percentage of my own clothing, the food I eat, the soil I use for planting, etc, I…
Sea Foam Candy and A Busy Day
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It’s another of those nights here at Wildflower, when the night is dark and deeper than winter during a February blizzard when the temperature outside in the snow is sitting comfortable at about 2 degrees. The darkness falls as rain, which all day sat above us as a threatening grey sky. Here I am in…
Christmas Music At Wildflower
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Ambiance is maybe the thing that takes the greatest artistry around this old homestead at Christmas time. I put in a great deal of time making sure the fire is lit, that the smell in the kettle on top of Old Rusty, the wood stove smells of fir trees, sweet orange, and warm spice. Each…
Christmas Books To Set The Christmas Mood
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Books, and literacy, have been a core theme of my life. I was eleven when I was finally able to read unassisted. I am painfully dyslexic, which is evident all over this blog, I’m sure. My grammar can be dicey as can my spelling. If you ever have trouble with my spelling sound it out…